Location: Wapping, LondonOpening hours: Noon until it explodesClientele: Dead, mostlyEntertainment: Fruit machine, with fruit now scattered to the four windsPrice of a round: Who cares? You won’t be around long enough to pay for it

London in the ‘80s was no place for the casual drinker. The kind of bombs you get here aren't prefixed by the word 'Jäger' – they're served by an IRA man with a grudge – as the poor punters of The Lion & Unicorn will testify. The real target, Harold Shand (Bob Hoskins), escapes unscathed, but the pub is blown to smithereens. No wonder unicorns are extinct.